Poetry

This Table

I love this table. I have sat at this table in tears, and I have sat here with laughter. I have sat here feeling hopeless, and I have sat here exhausted. I have even fallen asleep at this table. I have sat here hungry, too. But in the end, I will rise from this table a winner. So don't give up. Don't leave your seat at the table. Keep fighting, keep believing, and one day, you will rise from it as a winner.

A student's desk: stacked textbooks and notebooks, a pen holder, an open book held in one hand, and a laptop.
The table, photographed by the student who wrote the poem.